Wang Yan and Yang Chen looked at each other. As students of the Forensic Medicine School, they were too familiar with this smell and definitely couldn’t have smelled it wrong.

"Isn't this too real? It's a haunted house and they use real formaldehyde. Doesn't Boss Chen consider the cost at all?" Wang Yan stood at the entrance of the passage in a daze and didn't go in.

“Underground corpse storage, formalin, a passage painted white…” Yang Chen looked inside the passage and stopped: “Why do I feel like I’m back at school?”

"Have you two been to the underground morgue of your school?" An Nan came over. He frowned slightly after smelling the smell of formalin. "I heard that when you medical students have lab classes, your teachers will personally take you to move corpses. You medical students should be more familiar with the morgue, right?"

"Who told you that medical students need to know about morgues?" Wang Yan came to his senses and took a few steps back: "Anyway, I have never been to a morgue, so why don't you ask these two."

Li Xue also shook her head. Only Yang Chen had a strange reaction. He walked into the passage alone and smelled the wall. "That very faint smell of formalin is seeping from the wall. The smell has already penetrated into the wall. This is not something that can be achieved by just sprinkling some formalin. I now suspect that Boss Chen dismantled the abandoned morgue of a medical school and secretly transported it back."

"Is this smell harmful to my body?" Xiao Li looked at the passage, unable to move his legs.

“It’s okay for us medical students to smell it every day, right? Besides, the smell isn’t that strong.” Yang Chen touched the wall, and gently tapped the white paint on it with his fingernails: “I once heard from a senior that the walls of our school’s underground morgue are also painted white. It is said that all the passages painted with white paint are used to transport cadavers, and those without paint are prepared for students and staff.”

"Is there such a saying?"

“I used to think that this was only the case in our school, but after coming to Boss Chen’s haunted house today, I discovered that it seems that all underground morgues do this.” Yang Chen called out to Wang Yan and Li Xue: “The three of us will go in front, and you must follow closely after you go in. No matter what you encounter, don’t separate! Only by staying together can we have a chance to pass.”

"I agree with your proposal, but how do we distribute the photos after we find them? The owner of the haunted house also said that there are only five photos on the wall." Bai Qiulin had a gloomy face, as if everyone owed him money: "I have been to this haunted house before, and I have to listen to everything the owner says the opposite. He said that photos are useless, which means that photos are the key to breaking the deadlock!"

“Five photos, three of us, only one is needed.” Yang Chen made a big concession: “Everything is for clearance. Boss Chen changed the clearance requirements just to divide us. According to my understanding of him, before we enter the core area, we shouldn’t encounter anything too scary, but once we get the photo, then something really scary and terrifying will happen.”

"I think so too. The photos are just to divert our attention." An Nan agreed with Yang Chen's opinion: "The three of us editors are just here to experience it. Of the five photos, we only need one."

"There are five photos. The six of you can share two, so there are three left. I don't have any companions, so it's not too much for me to take one, right?"

Bai Qiulin glanced at the others. Before he could finish, chef Fan Dade spoke first, "My brother just broke up. I want to help him get a ticket."

"Brothers, I challenged two one-star scenes and one two-star scene today, and I want to clear the three-star scene in one go. Please give me a photo." Xiao Li was helpless. Behind him was the virtual future park. He came here to find useful things. This photo sounded very strange, as if he couldn't move forward without it. Even if it was to complete the task assigned by Teacher Mu, he had to get a photo.

All the photos had been distributed, leaving only Lao Zhou and Duan Yue without one. Several tourists looked at them.

Forcefully smiling, Lao Zhou held Duan Yue's hand and said, "It's okay. We can just follow you. As long as we don't get separated, there shouldn't be any problems."

Lao Zhou did not dwell on the photo, which made the other tourists feel a little better about him.

"No one has entered yet, so there's no point talking about this now. Let's discuss it after we get into the core area." Wang Yan felt that it was a bit inappropriate that he had contributed the most, but in the end he only got a photo. However, he didn't say it explicitly, but his tone was a little impatient.

“Everyone follow closely.” Yang Chen walked in the front. The further they went in, the darker the light became. Without using other lighting tools, they might not be able to see the other person’s face clearly from a distance of six or seven meters.

"Brother, why don't we not visit here." Fan Cong stopped at the entrance of the passage. If you look closely, you will find that the fat on his body is shaking slightly, as if he is trembling because of fear.

"Now that we are here, it would be a waste if we don't go in for a look." Fan Dade looked at his brother and put his hand on Fan Cong's shoulder. "You just stay at home too much. You should come out and experience new things occasionally. Don't always lock yourself in the house. I know you are upset, but does a broken heart mean you will stop living? You still have to live your life."

"I've been staying at home, not because of a broken heart." Fan Cong was helpless towards his brother. He seemed to have other secrets but it was inconvenient for him to say it out. In the end, he could only be dragged into the underground morgue scene by his brother.

The chef and his brother walked at the end, followed by Duan Yue and Lao Zhou. Xiao Li and Bai Qiulin were both tourists who came in alone. They walked side by side, and further ahead were the editor of The Horror Magazine and Yang Chen and the others.

They soon came to the first fork in the road, one path was unpainted and the other was painted white.

On the white-painted wall of the passage, four blood-red words were written: No Entry for Living Persons.

The unpainted passage looked dim, perhaps because there was no reflective white paint, and gave people a very eerie feeling.

"The passage painted white is used to transport corpses. Let's take the unpainted road." Yang Chen didn't hesitate and walked straight over, but as soon as he entered the passage, he stopped again.

“Old Yang, what’s wrong with you?” Wang Yan bumped into Yang Chen. He followed Yang Chen’s gaze and stopped.

Several tourists gathered around and they could see clearly that there was a spherical object bouncing up and down in the unpainted passage.

"That looks like a human head, right?"

“It’s too dark, I can’t see clearly.” Yang Chen didn’t expect that he would encounter such a strange thing just after entering: “Don’t be afraid, we are many, let’s go and take a look together.”

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